Chapter 1278
Powerless
Chapter 1278 Powerless
Lin Fan suddenly snapped out of his dazed state.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a large group of white figures swaying and forming a circle.
The sword in his hand was faster than his consciousness; the moment it was swung, it struck the fire in front of him, slashing horizontally with a burst of flames.
The white shadows dispersed, revealing the golden boy lying there. Her eyes were closed, as if she were still asleep.
Sparks from the sword wind landed on Jin Tong's face, but she didn't react immediately. It wasn't until the sword spun around and was held by Lin Fan that she cried out and sat up.
The others also awoke from their slumber, their eyes filled with confusion, their movements sluggish, completely out of sorts.
Lin Fan swung his sword repeatedly, dispersing the white shadows that lingered around everyone and moved them to a distance before arriving at Jin Tong's side.
"Are you alright?" Lin Fan grabbed her shoulders and looked her up and down.
Jin Tong frowned. On her face, the burned areas, perhaps rubbed raw by her hands, revealed exposed, reddish-black flesh, with broken skin clinging to the wounds…
"Senior Brother Shen!" Lin Fan turned around and called out to Shen Xiuyuan.
Shen Xiuyuan braced himself against the ground, taking two attempts to stand up. He slowly pressed his pulse, his face pale.
"What happened?" Du Xingyu's face was even more swollen than before he went to bed.
His eyes were almost completely covered by swollen eyelids, leaving only a narrow slit. It was uncertain whether he could still see normally, and he couldn't express any emotion.
He tried to get up, but found his limbs were extremely weak. His head felt like it had been drugged. He struggled to get up slowly, but he couldn't manage it properly. So he just stuck his butt out and tried to stand up.
"Poisoned?" Ling Yichen's face turned extremely pale.
He also felt that sense of powerlessness, as if his physical strength and cultivation were sealed and isolated from his body.
How could taking a nap have caused such serious consequences?
He struggled to clear his mind, which was as sticky as paste. He had been absolutely certain that everything around him was safe?!
What's more, he's a Golden Core cultivator... and his body didn't give him any warning at all in this situation?!
But now is not the time to dwell on such things. What dangerous situation have they fallen into?
“It’s not poison. Or... it’s a poison I don’t know about.” Shen Xiuyuan uttered a few words with a pale face and walked towards Jin Tong.
As a pill cultivator and a direct disciple of the Pill Dao Elder of Changtianmen, Shen Xiuyuan, even though he was only at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, had considerable knowledge of pharmacology.
He could identify about 80-90% of the poisons in the world. The remaining one or two were mostly extinct spiritual plants or lost poison formulas, which were impossible to find, so he naturally knew very little about them.
However, this is suspected to be an ancient secret realm. It's normal for it to contain rare and precious treasures that have disappeared from the present world.
If they were truly unlucky and stumbled upon Shen Xiuyuan's blind spot... then this would be a real problem.
Yu Sinian sat still without struggling, but you could see that he was activating the Xuanji Guidance in his hand, probably to activate the defensive array.
However, the movements were too slow, and the spiritual energy could not be transmitted to the fan for a long time.
Seeing that they were in poor condition, the surrounding white figures moved closer, eager to make their move.
Lin Fan also felt a noticeable heaviness, as if he were wearing hundreds of kilograms of sandbags, making every movement extremely difficult.
However, her physical condition was different, and she had undergone similar training at 800 and Xiaoyao Mountain before, so she quickly adjusted her condition and looked better than others, but she could only achieve the normal activity level of an ordinary person.
The white figure was intimidating, but Mu Jingjing, who remained lying still, was even more worrying.
Lin Fan rushed over and breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that the other person's breathing was steady.
"Senior sister?" She half-squatted down and helped Mu Jingjing up, shaking her vigorously.
No matter how much Lin Fan pushed her, Mu Jingjing remained like a dummy, her eyes tightly closed, and she didn't wake up.
No matter how much they pinched his philtrum, inhaled snuff, or even Lin Fan slapped him, a bright red handprint quickly appeared on his face, yet he remained motionless.
Before Mu Jingjing could even finish dealing with this, Du Xingyu started yelling again, clutching his head. Ling Yichen's steps were weak, his strength greatly diminished, so he naturally couldn't unleash the lightning power of the Broken Sky Sword.
He struggled mightily with his sword, slashing and hacking, but only managed to block a small area of white shadows in front of him.
Those white figures were much more agile than him. They circled around Yu Sinian's defenses and pounced on Du Xingyu, who also looked to be in bad shape.
Du Xingyu had just gotten up and was staggering toward Mu Jingjing, completely unaware of the approaching danger.
When he collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain, all he could do was painfully warn, "They want to... invade my consciousness!"
This is terrible! Lin Fan couldn't remember the last time he was this flustered.
She saw the white shadows around Du Xingyu trying to enter his body, so she had no choice but to leave Mu Jingjing behind and help Du Xingyu.
Du Xingyu had just finished dealing with one situation when Jin Tong was surrounded by another group of people...
As Yu Sinian's barrier closed in, all the white figures entered.
Lin Fan and Ling Yichen rushed back and forth, while the white figure wandered around the defensive formation.
Yu Sinian quickly channeled his spiritual energy again to activate his defenses...
These white figures were very clever. They seemed to be able to judge Lin Fan and the others' situation based on their reactions, and they were constantly learning and adapting to their attacks, causing Lin Fan and the others' defenses to become weaker and weaker.
Ling Yichen's movements slowed down, but Lin Fan could still manage. However, how could one person protect so many people? Her fatigue was also building up.
There's something wrong with this place!
Lin Fan's breathing became erratic. Seeing that everyone's condition was deteriorating, she decided to act quickly and get them away from this strange place.
But her body is clearly restricted right now... I wonder if the mecha will be affected?
Seeing that Ling Yichen was also kneeling on one knee and couldn't hold on any longer, Lin Fan felt that they couldn't delay any longer.
Mechs are always more powerful than human bodies, and they can take everyone away in one go. As for the excuse... we'll talk about that later...
Just then, a beam of red light, carrying a chilling aura, shot over and landed on the open ground between Lin Fan and his companions.
Sensing the threat, the white figures screamed and retreated.
That's... a sharp, powerful waist knife?!
Lin Fan followed the direction the knife came from and indeed saw a golden figure that was within arm's reach in the blink of an eye, its body covered in golden patterns.
He raised his hand, and the waist knife rose from the ground and returned to his grasp. Then, a golden blade of energy slashed out, instantly scattering the group of white figures that had been troubling them for so long.
Ling Yichen never imagined that he would one day feel at ease seeing Ao Hen.
But at this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and let himself lie down on the ground.
"Senior Brother Ao!" Lin Fan, the only one still able to stand, rushed forward. "We..."
Ao Hen interrupted her with a serious expression: "Something's wrong here. Let's leave first."
As he spoke, a black, fur-like object appeared in his hand.
Lin Fan didn't see it clearly, but he waved his hand and a black leather piece the size of a tablecloth instantly enlarged, covering the group of people lying on the ground.
With a sharp pull, the leather wrapped inwards, like a bundle, and he held it in his hand.
Looking again, everyone below had disappeared.
Before Lin Fan could ask, Ao Hen grabbed his wrist and pulled him up to his waist with a knife.
"go!"
(End of this chapter)